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Now, I disturb you today to share with you the small experience that almost ruined my day. There were good news and all tasks were accomplished afterwards and the day was saved. But the sour taste stays. Hence I feel like spreading the word. I have woken up today at around 6:30 as I needed to be at the hospital at 10:00. The amount of snow is quite huge in the last days so I took extra time. We

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Jur ca raman tampita uneori cand imi dau seama ce expresii poti intalni in limba asta romana. "Sanatos tun" si "racit cobza". Cum adica "Sanatos tun"? Poate ca tunul asa? Ca tunul e mare si nimic nu-l doboara, dar "racit cobza"??? Intamplarea face ca nu-s nici sanatoasa tun si nici racita cobza. Sufar de ... boala porcului: imi vine sa dorm intruna si m-as trezi numai ca sa mananc. Iar daca

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The first revelation for this year: if you want to make sure that you're going to fail then set high expectations. After that, anything you do guarantees you successful failure. There is a lot to talk regarding this subject. Maybe this usually happens because you're too positive and optimistic and on the way you just can't keep up with it, maybe it's because that others would rather see you

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Nu zic foarte bun, nu zic spectaculos, dar macar bun. Anul asta nu mi-am pus nici o dorinta, nu mi-am planuit nimic. Nici macar nu gasesc lista de anul trecut, sa ma uit pe ea sa vad ce-a iesit. Asa ca la finalul acestui an nu voi mai avea dilema listei, prin urmare: one problem solved. Le mai rezolvam noi cumva si pe restul care-apar. Concentrati cum suntem pe problemute acusica trece si anul

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Saptamana trecuta a fost o saptamana de neuitat. Cand zice omul de neuitat suna bine, dar de data asta e de rau. Cea mai buna persoana pe care o stiam pe lumea asta ne-a parasit asa all of a sudden. Am aflat luni de dimineata. N-am crezut, dupa aia am crezut dar m-a socat, dupa aia am incercat sa-mi zic ca asa-i viata si sa gandesc practic. Creierul asta cand nu comunica cu inima face numai

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Uitati-va voi cumintei la videoclipul asta si o sa va povestesc si de vacanta prin Romania: Videoclip scurt de la nunta

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Parintii au vesnic o un mod de-a te motiva cu amenintari.Daca nu inveti o sa ajungi la coada vacii.Uita-te la omul ala, nu i-a placut cartea , asa o sa ajungi si tu.Sa nu pui burta pe carte, lasa ca e nevoie si de gunoieri, mama. Ai mei o aveau pe aia cu: "Te dau la tigani." De cand ma stiu ai mei cum faceam vreo pozna ma dadeau la tigani. Ce sa stie ai mei ca asa de mult imi doream sa plec cu

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Rumegând cocenii de pe lânga jug,S-a-ntrebat odata boul de la plug:- Doamne, pe când altii huzuresc mereu,Pentru ce eu singur sa muncesc din greu?...La-ntrebarea asta, un prelung ecouI-a raspuns din slava: - Pentru ca esti bou...                                      George Toparceanu Ce a vrut sa zica povestitorul?

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ca-n povesti as adauga eu. Evident poate sunt subiectiva, dar cam asta e omul, subiectiv.Dupa zece luni de la nunta poate totusi am o opinie mai realista(a se citi mai putin entuziasmata si fara amprenta imediata a evenimentului) despre cei care au facut posibila petrecerea. O sa incerc sa ma rezum la informatii concrete, versiunea ca-n povesti o sa o impratasesc nepotilor. Sa le luam in ordinea

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Nepoata isi ia de-o aripa noua ei dragoste londoneza si se infatiseaza dinaintea bunicilor de la Valea Glodului. Sa vada si ei oameni din strainatate si sa fie mandri de fata lor, sa ii arate si iubitului cum se traieste la Romania...."Da, femeie, branza aia-ncoace!""Da' da si sare""Ia-n-da si-o rosie. Si cum domn'le la dumneavoastra-acolo nu se vorbeste romaneste ca la noi?""Bunicule, nu-ntelege

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S-a intamplat in ultima vreme o insiruire de fapte si evenimente care-au pus printesa pe butuci. Nu toate bune, nu toate rele. De fapt, inca nici unul nu poate fi decretat ca fiind bun sau rau. Va trece mult timp pana sa putem trage o concluzie cat de cat obiectiva. Speram doar ca printesa e pe linia de plutire pentru o buna bucata de-acuma. Valul de negru din fata ochilor s-a risipit, macar

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Tranteste usa de la dulap, un nor greu de praf si pulbere de lemn stricat se opreste in aer. Vrea sa iasa sa se plimbe, nici nu mai stie de cand n-a vazut lumina zilei. De ieri de doua saptamani? Cine dracu mai poate numara? In casa e mai rau ca intr-un magazin nde antichitati ieftine. In oglinda parca nu-i chiar ea, aduce, dar nu e. Pielea e lasata si plina de pete maronii, ochii adanciti in

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Am chef sa alerg vreo 20 de km asa, pana ajung in padure. Si acolo m-as pune in genunchi de oboseala si as sta asa pana m-ar lua frigul si m-ar rapune de tot la pamant. M-as lasa pe spate si m-as uita le cer in timp ce simt cum ma copleseste umezeala. As inchide ochii si as deveni una cu iarba. Gata, acum e bine, nu-mi mai trebuie nimic, numai sa nu taiati padurea ca va bantui de va ia mama

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This is going to be the most boring piece of text you've ever encountered. Lay back, press the play button of the embedded melody and watch the pictures... the picture at the bottom of the post as well :) How our friend Google Translator would say: third time is lucky. The third time I visited Paris was lucky indeed. I was always sure that I don't like Paris and the first two experiences

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Uite, de bunicu mi-e dor (si de bunica). Ne spunea o carca de poezii si din popor si de autori cunoscuti, ne dadea sfaturi si ne impartasea vorbe de duh. De certat nu prea ne certa, de asta aveau ai nostri grija. Niciodata nu-i paraseam casa/curtea fara sa ne invete el: "Maaai, voi sunteti batosi(eram numai fete) de-a lu' Munteanu, maai, sa le aratati voi lor". N-am stiut niciodata exact cui

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Printesele, mai ales subsemnata, trebuie sa-si revizuiasca atitudinea. - Nu mai injuram!- Nu ne mai grabim nici sa zicem repede vreo tampenie, nici sa judecam pe careva si nu ne mai (super)grabim nici in trafic!- Nu mai intarziem la intalniri si folosim alte mijloace decat incalcarea propunerilor de mai sus, respectiv de mai jos!- Nu mai depasim cu mult:D vitezele legale!- Nu ne mai plangem si

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Stim, da? Volunteers' Princess vine de la Printesa de Voluntari cum mi se zice la munca, ca stau in Voluntari si acolo stau "printesele". Binenteles pe scurt mi se zice Printesa. Astazi a venit o colega cu fetita ei la munca, o papusa de copil, istet si blondut cu parul cret si lung, cred ca asa isi doresc sa arate toate fetele in visele lor intime. Mama deschide brusc usa biroului si intreaba: "

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Ma omor dupa momentele in care oamenii au emotii si sentimente puternice, cu atat mai mult cand sunt extinse la o masa mare de oameni si mai mult, cand sunt de bine, sunt in spiritul competitiei si al unitatii nationale. Imi amintesc de Romania - Suedia 1994 eram la bunica-mea in camera cu televizorul si tipam saream, plangeam de draci, de bucurie, se mai trezea bunica-miu si urlam: "tataie,

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by John Farndon. (forgot to mention that I got to this book via Applied Computer Science)A line that stayed in my mind so far:“I am so clever that sometimes I don't understand a single word of what I am saying.” Oscar Wilde Aaaand a song that has nothing to do with the line nor with the book

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One can either talk for days about this or say nothing. I'll stick to saying almost nothing. Let's take ME (modest me) as example. My husband always sees me pretty, close to beautiful, my mother will always see me too skinny, my brother doesn't give a damn, my male friends and colleagues probably see me a sportive type, unless my breast are bursting out some improper clothes, the girls around

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Melodia asta cu mormaitul de versuri:Conkers shining on the groundThe air is coolerAnd i feel like i just started uniWalking backwards to my vanYou're at your windowAnd I'm tripping every time i think ofLying in your atticI can feel the staticThe storm has broken Heavens openSend my body out to workBut leave my sensesIn orbit over south east LondonWind the window down and pinchMe on the

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foame, nervi, frustrare, saturatie (pana-n gat), nervi, draci, cuvinte urate, anxietate, dezamagire, plans (de nervi), contrariata, confuzie, lehamite, :(, :OOO (uimire), draci(am zis?)Toate la pret de un(u) - aparat de aer conditionat!

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Yet, once more, I have proved myself I have no clue what to do with my spare time, maybe because it happens so seldom, I have barely any experience in it.

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Unele lucruri pot parea neplacute, dar de fapt, ascund (si) ceva indubitabil bun.Cum ar fi ca uneori la sfarsitul zilei abia imi stiu semnalmentele si ma ustura stomacul de plang. Nu astept intelegere, dar daca ajung in starea asta, inseamna ca am uitat total de mine si m-am dedat foarte intens vreunei activitati care ar merita asa un sacrificiu. Daca exemplu de mai sus e mai degraba deprimant,

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Toate acele seri in care eram prea lenesi sa iesim in parc, prea saraci sa iesim in club si ne inghesuiam pe patul de o (jumatate de) persoana, ascultam tacanitul de la tastaturile colegilor, ne gandeam ca ei duc o viata plictisitoare si ne plictiseam si noi. Nu stiam ca ne plictiseam, dar stiam ca o sa ne apuce dorul de acele vremuri. Si ne-apuca... ne-apuca des.

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Si mai ales, de ce dracu se murdaresc cu ciocolata pe blugii proaspat spalati!?!?!Off topic: Californication sezonul 1, episodul 2... mi se pare tare - merge once in a while de o activitate no brain, no pain.

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mi se pare ca miroase a urina...ba,miroase a Susan prajit,ce fain! Probabil e miros de combustibil amestecat cu cauciuc ars. Ce contează, mie îmi place susanul prajit.

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Sa vorbim despre ontologii. Ce e aia o ontologie? Cui dracu ii pasa ce e aia?! Mie si poate mai sunt vrei doi, dar care nu-mi citesc blogul. Oricum o ontologie e ceva legat de Semantic Web si procesarea limbajului natural. De ce scriu eu despre asta? Uite pentru ca ma umple de spume, de aia. Pentru ca e un domeniu ca foarte multe altele unde lucrurile sunt intr-o nuanta aaasaaaa, teoretica si se

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Un mic review despre localul asta, mai mult negativ, ca na, asa merita. Am cautat pe net inainte sa-l aleg ca si locatie pentru o iesire cu prietenii, am gasit lucruri bune despre el, dar la fata locului s-a dovedit a fi nitel altfel.Din cele rele pe net aflasem ca:- Nu au toate felurile de deserturi enumerate in meniu (puteam sa traiesc cu asta, ca doar mergeam pentru bere nu pentru desert).- Se

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In viata noastra a intrat din nou o ea, vesnica noastra (si nu doar a noastra) problema, o cheama Oana si este vocea noului software de GPS din familia TomTom pe care l-a downloadat sotul meu.Oana cunoaste, se pare, foarte bine strazile din Bucuresti, muuult mai bine decat mine (no comment here), numai ca Oana vorbeste moldovineste ca la carte: "pisti 200 di metri faciţi la stânga... pisti 400

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It just looks like I met a new lover. She is complex and seems incredible difficult to handle, you always need to take care of her and do the exact thing at the perfect moment, otherwise it might cost you a lot. (Yes! It's a she! Wasn't I who always wanted an intimate relationship with a(the) she??!?! Now I have it!)She spreads sometimes easy, sometimes difficult and only in certain contexts. And

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Mi-am amitit ca-mi placea Leonard Cohen pe vremuri. Imi placea chiar mult...

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Am realizat ca de-o saptamana mananc, la pranz, numai sarmale. Ma rog, sarmale cu smantana, cu iaurt, cu ketchup, cu salata, cu ce-o fi numai sa fie nitel diferite ca nu mai pot.Ati ghicit, o mama, si-o bunica, si-o matusa, si-o alta bunica, tare bine intentionate m-au procopsit cu caserole pline ochi cu sarmale, cu oale umplute cu varf cu sarmale, cu pungulite de pus la congelator cu sarmale.

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The chaos created by the volcano in Ireland is an oportunity, an oportunity related to the title of today's topic and much more than that. I just love when the routine and certainty are broken.Now don't suspect me of enjoying all the events that create chaos, only those that show us in a mild manner that we can’t forecast and can't control it all and that there will be no fun if we could. Back to

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M-a parasit?!?! Ma fac gagica..... il chem la mine..... si-i dau papucii!

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Din ciclu "Sotia prietenului meu", ia uitati-va la baietii astia ce aprinsi is. Indurare, am ras cu narile zbatandu-se in vant..., de credeam ca o sa raman cu ele labartate.Cum am dat peste melodie? Am alergat cu mia mejora amiga in parc la Titan si la metrou erau baietii astia idieni/peruani/bolivieni/argentinieni/something si cantau ceva tare naspa, iar ea foaaaaarte afectata: "Ah, stiu melodia

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Hai domn'le odata, c-am oprit timpul pentru tine.Da de ce l-ai oprit? Pai ca sa-ti alegi si tu ce vrei sa fii, c-acus tre sa te nasti. Sau vrei sa iesi pe jumatate. Nu, Doamne fereste!Pai ai ocazia, trebuie sa mergi la El. Pai, de ce. Nu mai pune domn'le atatea-ntrebari, ca nu stiu eu.Pai de unde stii ca tre sa merg la el?Parca nu stii, ca stiu numai ce vrea El sa stiu. Asta am uitat. Adica tu nu

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Ma mananca si citesc numai clasici, uneori sunt atata de cretina ca daca ceva e etichetat ca fiind classics eu cumpar/citesc/mananc/beau/iubesc, clasic sa fie. Sper ca exagerez si de fapt e invers, aleg si apoi realizez ca tot ceva clasic am ales. Henyway... ajung sa citesc aceasta minunata carte - Orlando, scrisa intr-un freestyle absolut, ca e clar ca autoarea (Virginia Woolf) fie era beata,

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O alta lovitura data umanitatii, keep it up princess! Numai pentru ca am zambit unui politist si tipului de la vulcanizare nu-i motiv de lauda. Motivul real de lauda e ca in sfarsit am fost la vulcanizare si m-am dat cu bacaieta.Inexplicabil cum uneori avem ceva ce ne retine. Ma refer amanarea unor lucruri la infinit, in cazul meu mersul la vulcanizare(service) si dusul gunoiului(va rog, sa nu mi

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Ia sa bagam niste muzica tiganeasca redata cu succes de cenaclul flacara!Eterna tema cu fata saraca si barbatul bogat:"Te-am luat de la mata de-acasa.. si fara juponTi-am luat si.. ti-am luat si .. ti-am luat si chiloti de nilon."..."Tu nu m-ai iubit Paraschivo..."Saracia si speranta se-mpletesc firesc in acest din urma cantecel. Si daca n-aveti ce face cu timpul si vreti sa va dati cu capul de

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Poate compensez cu faptul ca am ramas nesatisfacuta de la Inviere(slujba de Inviere, of course). Anul asta locatia: CIMITIR, ca avem la cine din pacate si ca de mica tot auzisem ce superb e de Inviere la cimitir, lumini, Hristos a inviat!, oua, pasca duse la sfintit...Vorba aia la pomul laudat sa nu te duci cu sacul, cu alte cuvinte "do not have expectations" ce pana mea, imi tot zic asta de ceva

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Middle of the night, sitting on the floor, in my room, crying from doubtful reasons, enjoying my depression, feeling pity for myself, living the most personal side of my life(usually I only read a book, watch a movie, eat or navigate the internet)... On the edge of doing the most reckless things I have done in the last five years... The phone is ringing. My team leader, which fortunately is also

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Dentro del corazonSin pudor, sin razonCon el fuego de la pasion I totally envy these people, that dance, they look good, passionate, in love and yes, I am sure they spend great nights :)! Maybe I'll give it a try with some dancing lessons, but it needs time and mood and practise and passion....

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Now I remember. He(she??) entered the classroom very decided and suddenly realizes he's in the wrong room. "Where is George?" ("George nu mai vine") He got inspired to ask about George, his neighbour who was not in the classroom at that moment.Hardly had he left that I started screming: "What's that, who's he, she? Is he new in our school???" Never had I seen bluer eyes and longer blond hair, one

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Come on princess, cheer up, tomorrow you'll wake up early, you'll clean the balcony (I am sure there are some dead animals in those bags full of stinky vegetables), afterwards you'll run free as a bird or ride the bike imagining you're Henry the IIIrd (do you know this guy? me neither) galoping his infinite domain...When coming back you'll have the warm shower that will take away your stupid tent

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This quote is from Stefania's bolg, who found some more quotes on another site and which are actually Coco Chanels' words.That's no add for Stef, is just that I feel it: “Luxury must be comfortable, otherwise it is not luxury.”

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I postpone again the long detailed description of my holiday... I am already pretty sure that it will never happen. I don't feel like writing about that but I feel like reading something I should have written and I didn't, why didn't I .... I WANT TO READ IT.Probably somewhere in the future I would feel the same about not writing about the holiday, but I doubt it would be as bad.1. Do not have

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I wanted to write about my 28th day of holiday(in order to continue with the 27th...12th...2nd,1st,0, -1, -2...). But I've changed my mind as I found something interesting(to me, at least). In Peru I ate some incredible tasty pop-corn, which was actually roasted corn seeds, that wouldn't pop up. I brought some with me from the stores but it doesn't compare with what we had in restaurants or home

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Thermal bath of 39 celsius degress at 3800m something, watching the mountains, having a cocktail... One of the Nazca drawings....humming-bird. Ballestas islands. El papagallo. Sand boarding. Dacia in Lima!

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Of course, the food we triedÑ lama and alpaca and guinee pig (beac:() and some cereals of theirs and fruit juice several times per day and tamale(which looked like sarmale to me but they were filled with lama meat and instead of cabbage there was corn leaves).A 6 hours trip from Potosi to Sucre by train which was actually a bus and had maximum 40 km/h and would stop for anyone but the view was

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Not much and the holiday is over, but one never knows what can might occur in the last minutes.There were so many things that I am pretty sure that thousands of them will stay barried in the back of my memory and only very seldom in certain siutuation I´ll remember them. Since we left home and got the apartment fluded because snow melting, we thought that was the most agitated day of our holiday.

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Sooo, the plan was not to post things on blog until I get home, view the pictures and rebuild the puzzle with all the memories.But since not all runs as planned I'll just post some now.I am STUCK in SUCRE, Bolivia. They have a strike, the drivers have a strike, the goverment decided to take the driver licence for good if they find you drunk and they guys don't agree(I don't either). As a

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Printesa pleaca in cateva minute si lasa in urma inundatie in casa si toate. La intoarcere sa regasesc numai ce-i bun.A fost o perioada cu multa bucurie si cu multa tristete(Getuca sa-ti fie bine acolo!),cu petreceri cu oameni dragi care sunt in preajma si cand ninge si cand e distractie si cand e mai greu.Concluziile le trag la intoarcere acuma imi iau chiparosul,frumosul,neasemuitul meu print

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Nu mai e mult si imi iau o vacanta mare cat vacanta mare(aia de la facultatea de medicina, ca stundetii de-acolo prind si ei o luna jumate de vacanta).Da, nu stiti?!?! O luna jumate starting this end the week o sa am alte preocupari, o sa imi fac griji de cum o sa-mi stea machiajul, de cum o sa se descurce lumea sa ajunga la eveniment, de cum e mancarea, de bilete de avioane, bagaje, itinerarii,

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Fat-Frumos crestea-ntr-o zi cat alti-ntr-un an si-ntr-o saptamana a murit...Am citit asta pe blogul asta si pentru ca a smuls din mine un chitait spontan - amuzament maxim ce se intampla pe nepregatite, m-am hotarat sa il adaug la lista de bloguri. Eu am ajuns la el dupa ce am citit (pentru prima data) cateva posturi ale lui Badea, Mircea, blogul acestuia din urma nici nu cred ca o sa-l

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Se mai intampla sa rada ca prostul, din senin, in plina strada si nici sa nu se poata opri.Mi-am amintit ca luna trecuta, cand era viscolul mai puternic, a coborat Bogdan in parcare si a observat ca masina de langa PUP aka Ceedulica (asta-i masina noastra) era plina cu zapada... Uitase omul geamul deschis, fix pe-ala de unde batea mai rau crivatul. Pe moment, atunci, mi-a parut tare rau de el. In

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Duminica parc-aveam licurici în fund. As fi vrut sa alerg de nebuna, sa sar pe o capita de fan, sa ma dau de-a rostogolul in iarba... nu stiu, sa fac ceva asa, pe negandite. PAC! Imi amintesc ca am o bicicleta nefolosita in fata usii si mi se face ma nene o pofta de pedalat asa in dorul lelii, cu gandurile mele. Si-asa m-as fi dus o tura doua daca nu-mi aminteam de dragii de caini. Solutia ca

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Fac cum fac si nu sunt omul pe care il astept, asa ca, in fiecare inceput de an imi mai dau o sansa, imi fac un nou itinerariu, basically variatiuni pe aceasi tema: sa fiu mai intelegatoare, as in sa fiu mai putin dura, sa fac bine ce fac, daca nu sa o las balta din prima, sa ma plang mai putin and list can go on.Printre planurile ce se pot masura usor, nu fac parte cele cu vreau sa vad Honolulu

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Anul asta n-am facut mai nici un cadou, n-am asistat la taiat de porc, n-am avut colindatori, nu am stat cu familia(mare) de sarbatori, n-am avut nimic de scris pe blog sau in alta parte despre el, n-am avut nici un plan de sarbatoare, nici o vacanta adevarata. N-as fi scris asta daca n-as fi observat ca fiecare a mentionat ceva, si-a dorit ceva, (mi-)a daruit ceva. Suna a Craciun cu iz trist,

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Acum cateva zile ma aflam in pragul unui eveniment important, incurajat de spiritul Craciunului, injurand compania la care lucrez, apasandu-mi tamplele de durere, regretand gesturi, temandu-ma de reactia apropiatilor ca nu le-am zis din timp, ca nu ii vizitez de Craciun, oripilata de tona de telefoane pe care urma sa o primesc si pe care urma sa o dau. Ma asteptam la scuze tampite din parte-mi

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alegerile astea asa au fost ca desi erau candidati nu voiai nici unul, da ' unul tot trebuia sa iasa. Cam asa si cu rochia mea de mireasa, n-am vrut nici una, dar tot trebuia sa-mi iau. A fost un fel de ruleta ruseaasca, am inchis ochii si pe care am pus degetul pe aia am luat-o. Diferenta e ca eu port rochia aia o zi, o boscorodesc si dupa aia ma descotorosesc de ea sa n-o mai vad EVER si nici

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I did cry!

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Aseara mi s-au alterat planurile initiale si le-am schimbat cu totul. In loc sa ma vad cu cine vroiam, am stat in casa si-am deschis frigiderul cam o data la 30 de secunde, de parca ma asteptam sa se imbogatesca cu produse (era cam gol). Drept urmare am bagat o tona de chipsuri. Dar cum tot raul spre bine am avut ocazia sa inaintez cu disertatia, macar un pic acolo. Daca tot am fost fata vrednica

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Mancarea nu mai satisface de ceva vreme, singura bautura agreabila, pe care simt nevoia sa o torn in mine cand sunt obosita, nervoasa, deshidratata sau flamanda este sucul din portocale proapete. In rest mananc in virtutea inertiei gastrice, nefacand altceva decat sa imi starnesc repulsia la sfarsitul mesei. Dar se pare ca poftele mi s-au mutat pe alte teritorii, care mai greu, care mai usor,

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Lately , there is a continuously Friday 13. But dizzy as I am I get happy every morning to find myself still alive. If only I could stay happy with this thought and ignore the rest of the facts.How would you feel to find the electricity cut off, when you come back home after a loooong day? And this lasts for 3 days at least! The washing machine is stuck with water and laundry inside, the

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Something that sounds incredibly good to me from Gnarls Barkley!

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Nu e cine stie ce noutate, dar o venit si vremea mea sa povestesc de-ale nuntii.N-am de gand sa va zic cum mirosea de bine a glazura de martipan la laboratorul de prajituri, nici cum am incercat sa negociez pe ici pe colo si nu mi-a iesit. O sa vad povestesc o latura de ce e bine sa ai si o experienta ca asta in viata. Sa vezi reactii.Mersei sa mai probez o rochie. Adica m-a mancat pentru ca

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Domn’le, daca-mi zicea cineva acum trei ani – sa zicem – ca o sa ma schimb in halul asta – si nu in bine, as fi zis ca-i rau intentionat, frustrat, invidios. Nu ma consider(am) aeriana, desi dansam de rupeam pamantul si ma distram poate mai bine decat toti la un loc, beam numai apa si stiam tot timpul ce se-ntampla. Eeec, numai e cazul. In ultimile saptamani am ciocnit masina (de alta), am spart

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Iti iei portia de dragoste la mijlocul saptamanii. Te zbati intre asternuturi, sufli greu, gemi... Catre sfarsit in loc de geamat suprem faci ca o mâţă călcată pe coadă. Ai o scuza, la cat de rar se-ntampla ai uitat si ce limba se vorbeste-n-intimitate.Sau te-oi fi inspirand de-aici:

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And I am not only metaphorically speaking. Now let's see what makes me say that. I go to the cafeteria, to the supermarket, to the store in the corner. What do I receive every time? Receeeepits, two of them every time (I pay with my card). On the street I am given flyers, every few steps(while in the center). In the postbox is full of papers: reminder for paying the bank, advertising for the back

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Exactly the way I wouldn't like to have the "chance" of being hit by a truck. Lately a hell out of stupid, yet dangerous things happened to me. Some of them were childish, some of them were normal but to not be injured at the end it was luck.No broken car, no broken leg, no piped ass, this is my lottery, I am thankful to win this one over and over again. Since the odds are bigger to get hurt than

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All right. So I've been told. You're going to have wedding the moment the crisis is the worst. Could it be worse?What's this crisis comparing to everything it happened in history? Now, there's no war, Romania has been in a continuous transition, before '89 it has been in a continuous darkness, I can hardly believe this is a thing to matter. Personally I doubt that after 40 year, when I have grand

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Cred ca nu stiam cum sa imi petrec cateva ore din viata si am incercat si altceva. M-am indreptat hotarata catre Stefan cel Mare, am vazut ca traficul e f bun, am zis: "Hai la Gara!" Fac vreo 25 de minute sa zicem pana ies din pasaj la Victoriei si acolo, stanga cu chiu cu vai. Apoi STOP! nu m-am miscat 1 cm timp de 15 minute, in urmatoarele 30 de minute mai fac 20 de metri, timp in care intru si

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There's a long debate about being a parent, having children, having a bunch of children, having only one child, adopting children. What is really important when it comes about them, about lives. new lives, that depend not only on parents, but on the whole society?You tell me!

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I went to this Vaya con Dios concert in Bucharest. One could observe that the woman can't sing as she used to, but, considering that it's the band I like most I still found it very nice. The instrumentalists did a great job as expected, the songs are the ones you probably know - GREAT songs.She underlined that Johnny Johnny(that's not how it's called) is a romanian song ("Sanie cu zurgalai") and

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Fusei cu fetele la o petrecere de burlacie. Ne-am distrat de nu ne mai puteam tine pe picioare dimineatza, suc de mere nu mai beau in viata mea. Am fost intr-un club unde se canta live de catre o formatie faina (as zice eu). Noi, fetele, am dansat toata noaptea si am baut vodca cu suc de mere (de unde si durerea de cap). Au fost si multi baieti care stateau in jurul nostru ca mustele si te

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Stiti noua reclama la Orange? Cu un delfin, un fluture si o veverita?Nu stiu daca e relevant, dar eu vreau un abonament veverita, ei sustin ca e pantera. Dracu s-o ia, daca ei zic ca-i pantera pantera sa fie, trecem cu vederea, dar fluturele ala care arata ca un penis cu aripi nu are nici o scuza. Judge for yourself! O imagine mai mare vedeti

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Sunt in metroul ala vechi, vai steaua lui, care da din fund dintr-o parte in alta cand inainteaza hotarat pe sine, printre peretii seci. Doua tipe care se tot invitasera una pe alta sa shada pe locul eliberat (loc pe care stau eu acu) duc o conversatie chinuita. "Si tu ce faci?" "La munca?" "A tot la munca?!?!" "Daa. Sunt programator!" Aici nu stiu cum sa fac sa redau mandria din glasul fetei. "

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Se pare ca lumea n-a-nteles. Pestisorul ala nu-si face treaba de nici o culoare. Baaaai, aia cu schimbatul masinilor in bicleta era FIGURATIV. Ziceam sa va dati jos din masina, cu burtile, cheliile, ghiuluirile, cu plozii vostri cu tot. Luati un pic manelele la pedala sau rock boc sau gherila sau muzica clasica sau Macarena sau ce mai ingerati auditiv (da, ma, nene, Macarena asculta una - cu

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In fiecare zi, cel putin o data, il vad pe robotul ala de la nod32(sorry daca-i advertising), mandru, imperturbabil, fara mimica, perfect, rece. Incep sa prind pasiune, ma incearca un sentiment de regret cand vine vremea sa dau prima fereastra peste el.Cand se initializeaza aplicatiile stau si ma uit hipnotizata la el, cu o dorinta nedefinta-n gat si il astept sa iasa de-aclo, sa prinda viata sa

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Ascult muzică, in sfârşit bună, la un radio nemţesc ce mi s-a lipit de suflet pe vremea pe care o petrecui în "Nemţia". Şi începe să curgă cu sunete stresante , plic, plic, plic sau cloc, cloc, cloc, cum vreţi voi. Îmi scrie pe messenger o colegă, câte un cuvânt, maxim două pe rând. La fiecare secundă cloc... cloc ... cloc.Ştiu, să-l scot! Dar e ăla integrat în mail şi habar n-am cum. Am mai

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HELP!Stiu o gramada de bancuri cu pestisorul de aur si dorinte prost intelese, asa ca daca mi s-ar oferi asa ocazie mi-ar fi frica sa formulez vreo cerere. Totusi imi doresc mult ca masinile din Bucuresti sa se transforme in biciclete, sa ramana transportul in comun si masinile de carat ce nu se poate cara cu bicicleta. Sunt si aspecte negative pe care le implica dorinta mea? Cat de negative?

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Am urcat si-am coborat si-am urcat iara, prin prundis, printre artari, ciuperci, muschi, brazi, peste parau, abrupt, lin, iar abrupt, printre jnepeni in gol alpin, printre doua stanci, care lasau doar un drum ingust. Dintr-una dintre stanci, pe partea ferita de soara, siroia apa din stanca, facand-o umeda si imbietoare. Mie imi era sete si imi imaginam gustul de piatra imbibat cu apa. Mi-as fi

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"Iubire platonica", am aversiune fata de sintagma asta. Doamne, iarta-ma! N-am nimic cu Platon si cu existenta unei iubiri superioare, dar termenul asta si-a deteriorat intelesul initial si la mine a ajuns sub alta forma: doi oameni sunt înnebuniti unul dupa celalalt dar vorbesc despre orice altceva decat despre asta, cu sau fara idei marete implicate si fac asta atata timp incat fiecare pierde

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"Suntem la Pitesti?""Nu, la Ploiesti.""Ia te uita ce tare e parul asta!""Nu e par, e gutui.""A!""Peste o suta de metri virati la dreapta."..."Virati la dreapta.""Cealalta dreapta, ma pui!""Ce mare e cainele asta!!!"Nu era caine era un vitelus. Mergeam la Urlati si catam drumu'."Ce zice GiPieS-ul?" "Urlati 30 de kilometri.""Auzi, da' daca pui punga cu struguri cu tot cu nuci in frigider, cred ca

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Am primit ordin de la Printesa urbana, de peste 7 mari si 7 tari sa raspund la intrebarile de mai jos. Nu stiu daca aveam sau nu de ales, da' uite ca mi-a facut placere. Tre' s-o dau si mai departe, asa ca-l incalt pe Eufio. Daca ma suparati va mai incalt pe vreo doi.1. Daca ai putea sa intri si sa traiesti intr-o carte care ar fi aceasta ? Motiveaza alegerea facuta! (dar intr-un film?dar intr-un

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O colega mi-a povestit de curand ce a facut bebe ei dupa ce a termina preotul de sfintit casa. A inceput copilul sa aplaude. M-am amuzat copios, chiar daca ce a facut copilul e total firesc: a facut popa show, a batut si copilul din palme.

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Gata, nu ma mai chinui sa scriu in alte limbi decat cea care ma satisface cel mai mult, in consecinta in romana in 99% din cazuri. Imi cer scuze pentru cei ce-ar vrea sa inteleaga si nu-nteleg nici macar scuzele de-acum.In schimb mi-am propus altceva, n-ar trebui sa mai dau gres, pentru ca e relativ simplu. Merg pe strada sau stau cu oamenii si deodata aud ceva scos din context tare comic. Si uit

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abia daca e vreun lucru pe care nu l-am facut: am smuls maini si capete la papusi, le-am pus sa se pupe, am descoperit fetele, m-am batut cu baietii, am jucat si fotbal si elastic.Amintirea mea preferata e de cand mai eram singura la tzara, ma jucam de-a razboiul.Eu eram foarte saraca, in timpul razboiului, nu aveam ce manca si supravietuiam de pe o zi pe alta. Ma ascundeam de inamici, saream

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Intru in minunata cladire, ma izbesc de geamul de la usile rotative (numai de vreo 3 ori), ma impiedic de nu's ce chestii invizibile si in urmatoarea secunda ma simt taranca sa mor. Nu am nimic cu mine, dar ca omul de la tzara care sosi la oras si simte el ca n-are ce cauta acolo si-abia asteapta s-ajunga-acasa. Asa si io la mol. Printre bluzite f scumpe si bluzite mai putin scumpe, la reducere,

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UIte-aici imi place mie:Nu se-asteptau gainili iestea sa ajunga vedete.La vale, cu spor, sa ajungem mai repede la bunica.La bunicii din oras... n-ai zice.

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Anul trecut, cand m-am coafat ultima oara, tot asa s-antamplat si nici ca s-o mai oprit vreo saptamana. Cand s-o mai plange lumea de seceta o sa mai trec pe la salon.

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I found something I wrote two weeks ago while at the sea side at Vama Veche after 5 hours trip by car, 4 beers and few hours of dancing. If you understand anything GOOD FOr YOU! I could barely remember what was going on in my mind that made me write those things (such a luck with this technology - I used my bf's mobile phone).What do princesses do lately? They pi in the back of the club, on the

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What is it there in life that makes you stop, that changes your priorities? (Yet another unfinished post... since 13.07.2009... I have plenty of these, I'll try to filter a few, there's no chance I can remember exactly what was the context, what I wanted to say... usually I keep the post only if I believe it is worthy, but only this information does not help).

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The post about my holiday sounds ridiculous. Just read it myself, bleah.Now it's part no 2 with the same theme, I had a nice lunch with two elder women let's say. Until last year I couldn't imagine myself enjoying such a company, is this a sign that I am getting older or is it mature, or wise? I saw ICE AGE 3 in german, I think I only missed 2 catch lines, the rest I got it all aaaand I had a

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Princess has a new look - fashion is continuously changing and princess is continuously getting older!P.S. I appologize for the inconveniences... NOOOOT!

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Sunt intr-un concediu, vacanta, calatorie de studiu all in one o saptamana si am ocazia sa stau singura cu mine. Am mai incercat si in alte dati, dar acum poate-mi reuseste, n-ar trebui sa shie prea greu, oamenii fie sunt plecati, fie ocupati. Nu inseamna ca nu s-au intamplat lucruri interesante. Deja am ajuns la concluzia ca nu am incredere in universitati, institutii publice, profesori,

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Contrar titlului nu sunt deprimata, ar fi si culmea, ca am motive care sa ma faca sa walking on clouds, dar raman totusi lipsurile care te arunca in starea de deprimare cand nu mai exista nimic care sa contrabalanseze. Exista, in sfarsit, un forum care sa-mi capteze atentia mai mult de 3 minute (cat sa vad rezolvarea unui issue :P), dar abia am timp sa-l urmaresc, dar de multe ori nici nu imi

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"Ce-ai mai facut zilele astea, printeso?" Trebuia sa intrebe spiridusul vesel, dar spiridusul vesel n-a mai dat pe-acasa de nu stiu cand... o fi iesind la baut si s-a agatat de vreo spiridusa, oricum nu e treaba printeselor sa se-ngrijoreze de spiridusi. Nici menajera n-a mai dat de mult pe-acasa, se vede cat colo, si nu i-a zis nimeni nimic, de ce sa ne legam de spirudusi..."Am petrecut o seara

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Bai, nene, traiesti in Romania, n-au si astia in dita’mai mall baneasa punct e informatii si harta, tre sa bati tot magazinul, sa-l stii pe de rost ca sa te descurci.. nene astia’s nebuni.. AA, ia uite, niste sageti… zice ca hypermarket, zice ca toaleta, zice ca informartii, aa ia uite in locul informatiilor au pus o masina ca sa-i faca reclama, ce cretini, sa mor eu cu tara asta de kkt. A, ba nu

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